Volume 1 Chongyang and Chongyang Chapter 25 A Little Thing?
Compared with other mountain ranges, Taoyao Mountain is really like a child, if it weren't for the Juchao Academy located on the mountainside, it would not attract the people of Qingshi at all, take a look at it.
Stone steps were built at the foot of the mountain, and the climbs were made in turn.
Zhao Que and Li Mujin chose the right time, and the students of the academy had already entered the school to study their homework, and the two of them were allowed to climb the mountain while admiring the stone monuments standing on both sides of the stone steps.
The age of the stele varies, and the closer it is to Juchao Academy, the older the stele becomes.
In other places, it is always unlucky to erect a stone tablet in front of the academy, but Juchao Academy is proud of it, after all, the inscriptions written on the stone tablet are all the world's first-class Confucianism and scholars, dignitaries and dignitaries at that time.
There is that "learn to love others, and never stop singing since the past." Wait for the first and wait for the last, and the beans will always be new today. ”
There is also the "talk about people in the seat, but the saint can be virtuous, and he must be angry in ancient times." Use ordinary things every day, improvise the day, don't think about yourself. ”
Zhao Que pointed out a stone tablet to Li Muhibiscus and read the inscription on it: "Treasure case incense, book Chen Daofa." Sendai scenery, rain or shine to inspect the cultivation of mulberry. ”
Li Mujin asked, "What's so strange about this?"
Zhao Que said the mystery, and said with a smile: "Legend has it, these two inscriptions were left by a certain son of heaven in the previous dynasty, the stele was destroyed in the previous dynasty when the war in Nanyangzhou, the thief head who was cut off here, afraid that this stele would collide with his luck, ordered someone to pick up and throw it into the ravine, after the thief head was killed by a group of rebels, the master of the Nest Academy at that time, with the students of the academy, searched for the stele all over the ravine, and finally found ......."
"If the stele is so noble, how can it be so close to the foot of the mountain?"
Zhao Que laughed: "What else can I do? ”
"I don't believe that the Son of Heaven has such a small belly. Li Mujin shook his head.
"So far, Juchao Academy is about to fall out of the one hundred and eight academies in Great Xia, and the academies that have produced more than a dozen state pastors and state thorn histories are too shabby. ”
She suddenly smiled: "There has also been a general who is an auxiliary country!"
Zhao Que was stunned and nodded, it was really so.
"Those people don't want to build a academy?"
He said: "How can you not want to get in the way of the situation." When Emperor Taizu built four new academies in Nanyangzhou, who do you think was the counterbalance? Which academy can still be suppressed by Taizu himself?"
The situation of Juchao Academy is getting worse, and the masters in the academy are also very anxious, however, who dares to disobey the will of the Taizu of the dynasty when they teach the students who go out to become officials? Even the powerful and wealthy businessmen in Qingshi City were also worried when they raised funds to renovate the academy, for fear of offending some big man and condemning him.
On the contrary, it is the current owner of the academy, Lu Qingchen, as long as the people in the market pay some tuition, they can send the children to study in the academy, with the accumulated tuition fees and silver taels, take the lead in the academy, the building that is about to collapse, and the renovation can continue to survive, but the master of the academy feels that Lu Qingchen is too bold, and his measures are limited to Qingshi City.
Although the sage said that there was no class of teaching, but the masters didn't look down on the little silver taels paid by the people, and they jumped to their feet and scolded Lu Qingchen, who was full of knowledge, but they didn't know firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and as for the style of the academy he changed, they couldn't see it.
"Can Juchao Academy break the game?" asked Li Mujian.
After all, it is the academy where General Zhao was born, and she still values it very much.
Zhao Que shook his head: "Shitian Academy, Jixian Hall Academy, Yangshan Academy, and Yuxiu Academy, like four giant mountains, are located in the four directions of Nanyangzhou, and in the ranking of the academy, it is getting higher and higher. ”
stepped on the stone slab under his feet, seven years ago, how many times did he and Qi Sheng jump and step on it?
I really can't remember clearly, but there is one thing that he remembers deeply.
He took Qi Sheng's hand and came to the academy early in the morning, just in time for Lu Qingchen, who had a hangover, and staggered up the mountain.
Lu Qingchen pointed to Zhao Que who greeted him with drunken eyes, and said: "I can't read a sage and a gentleman, but I read it as a martial artist." ”
Many years later, thinking about this, Zhao Que thought so.
He was in the library of the academy, flipping through the military books, watching the fierce battles as if he were there, and seeing the martial artists in Bluestone City swinging punches and kicking legs, his mind was full of how to exert force to be the most lethal......
Really on the battlefield, the sword soldier has no eyes, in a desperate situation, he can always find a way out, the position is like a stone step under his feet, and gradually ascends, Zhao Que is more like an arm for soldiers, plus the eight-phase dragon python assists, in just seven years, he has become an auxiliary general, and he is in the limelight for a while.
When he arrived at the main gate of the academy, Li Mujin tugged at his sleeve, and Zhao Que woke up like a dream and sighed deeply.
The years are in a hurry, and the manpower is exhausted, what can be done?
"Who are you looking for?"
A young Confucian in a green shirt came out of the door, asking respectfully.
The etiquette is neither humble nor arrogant, showing the bearing of being a Confucian student of Juchao Academy.
Zhao Que glanced at it, and the couplets posted on both sides of the gate had been changed from "Scholars should take the world and the country as their own responsibility; I can pull out the genius who can suppress the downfall" to "Although it is not easy for the rich and noble, it is not easy for them to move, although they are poor and lowly, they will not move their ways; ”
Returning to Confucian etiquette, Zhao Que said: "Seven years ago, I studied at Juchao Academy, and when I returned to my hometown, I wanted to thank Master Lu in person for his nurturing kindness to me. ”
The young Confucian in green shirts smiled shyly: "It turned out to be a senior brother, dare to ask the name and surname of the senior brother, I will inform the master of the Lu Academy." ”
"Zhao Que. ”
"Okay, I'll go and inform the Master of the Courtyard Lu now, as for whether the Master of the Courtyard sees it or not, I will reply to Senior Brother later. ”
Then, Zhao Que bothered. ”
"Senior brother, wait a minute. ”
Confucian turned around and raised his sleeves, and a green shirt quickly went away to the cypress and poplar trees in Juchao Academy, and his footsteps looked a little messy, as if he suddenly had something on his mind.
The trees are all 100 years old, and five or six children are thick together.
Seven years ago, when he was studying here, Zhao Que often stood under the tree and looked up at the canopy.
Li Mujin asked in a low voice, "Can Lu Qingchen see us?"
Zhao Que shook his head slightly.
Seeing is fate, not seeing is duty, after all, the head of a academy is very busy every day, and there are many students who teach, so it is unlikely that he will put down his schoolwork and meet each other specifically for the sake of just two words.
"Then we are still visiting?" said Li Mujin angrily.
Her mood is understandable, the identity and status of the two are placed in Cisse, which is very important, who dares to despise it?
Zhao Que explained with a smile: "After all, you can know the answer when you arrive, and you are at home, but you don't know what will happen." ”
About two quarters of an hour passed.
The green-shirted Confucian came quickly, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Master Lu happened to be free, please come with me." ”
Zhao Que nodded, carrying the gift with him behind the Confucian scholars.
"Senior brother, you can call me, Kong Fenghan. ”
Zhao Que smiled, didn't speak, and looked at the academy along the way.
The sound of reading aloud is pleasant to the ear.
With the breeze blowing through the ears, it makes people feel refreshed.
Walking through a few doors, you can clearly see that all of them are dilapidated, leaving traces of time.
In Zhao Que's impression, when he was studying in Juchao Academy, the doors and arches between the courtyards were not as old as they look now.
Perhaps at that time, he was young and ignorant, and he didn't understand the three flavors.
Lu Qingchen was dressed in a washed white cloth robe, and he could no longer see his original color, and his figure was not tall and even looked thin.
Zhao Que looked at this middle-aged Confucian scholar, he stood under the shade of the tree and watched them, through the sunlight of the branches and leaves, shining on his half-white head, his temples were already white, a few white hairs fluttered with the breeze, his eyes were blazing, and he could not see any fatigue, even more dazzling than the daylight.
The appearance is ordinary, mediocre, but the person in front of him has caused a big turmoil, if it weren't for the protection of several big people, he would not be embarrassed to become the master of this Juchao Academy, and he will only be in a different place and cannot live in the world.
"Student Zhao Que, meet Mr!" Zhao Que carried the gift and reluctantly bent over.
Lu Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing his students from seven years ago up and down.
After that, he walked lightly in front of Zhao Que, straightened his body, tilted his head, and continued to look at the student who was a head taller than him, and hummed with satisfaction.
"Feng Han, go get busy. ”
"Yes, sir. ”
Lu Qingchen's voice seemed to be slightly dry, and his voice was hoarse: "Everyone has a love for beauty, Zhao Que, you don't have to care about Kong Fenghan's heart for the woman next to you." ”
Zhao Que also observed Lu Qingchen and smiled lowly: "He is a student taught by Mr., no matter how restless his heart is, the surface etiquette is still in place, and there is no collision, please rest assured, Mr., some small things, Zhao Que will not kill him at will." Moreover, the Haoran True Qi in Kong Fenghan's body was very surprising, Zhao Que didn't expect that the declining Juchao Academy would have such a genius. ”
"Yes, Feng Han is excellent at reading and cultivating, but I trapped him in the academy and learned a lot of sage truths, but I couldn't subdue my own heart, perhaps, in a few days, I have to consider letting him go down the mountain and experience some ups and downs when he enters the world. ”
Lu Qingchen took the gifts brought by Zhao Que and glanced at them a few times: "Yes, everything you have chosen is my beloved things, come with me, with these gifts, I have to invite the two of you to drink a few cups of tea." ”
Li Mujin listened to the clouds and fog, and when she came, she hid behind Zhao Que and followed the mysterious master of Juchao Academy into the house.
The furnishings are as simple as they could be.
Without Lu Qingchen's greeting, Zhao Que sat down and helped him make tea.
"Count the days, it's been more than seven years, and I'm still very happy that you can come back. Lu Qingchen looked down at the tea and spoke.
Zhao Que said sadly: "It's a pity that the students couldn't bring Qi Sheng. ”
"Time is also fate, how can mortals change it at will?" Lu Qingchen asked.
Zhao Que arched his hand and said solemnly: "The student knows that his heart is like ashes, but when he sees Mr., I don't know what has happened in the past seven years, and Mr. is even more hearted than the student?"
Lu Qingchen had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were clear: "In the past seven years, teaching and educating people, assigning homework, and teaching my favorite student Confucianism, how could there ever be a little unpleasant thing? Even if there were, it was when Qi Sheng was seriously ill, and I didn't choose to go down the mountain, do you know the reason?"
"Students know that Qi Sheng's identity is not simple. ”
"Yes, at that time, I felt that there were big masters in Bluestone City, and they intended to protect Qi Sheng, so I chose to wait and see. ”
Zhao Que asked excitedly: "Sir, do you know where they went with Qi Sheng?"
"All the way to the west, escorted by officers and soldiers, maybe passing through the state city. Lu Qingchen waved the heat of the tea, "According to what I have observed, Qi Sheng has a glimmer of life, not ten deaths. ”
Zhao Que got up and thanked him, but after so much time, this clue is really insignificant, but it is better than nothing.
"Let's drink tea, the tea is hot, it's delicious. ”
"Yes, sir. Zhao Que paused and looked at Lu Qingchen levelly, "Since Mr. has not had anything unpleasant in the past seven years, presumably, Mr. has been dead for a long time, and the student is not talented, so he is willing to do a small thing for Mr." ”
"A little thing?"
"A little thing!"